Chapter Thirty-Seven

Every time I close my eyes I could smell the stink of the man's breath fanning on my face just as vivid as his unwelcome touch. I could feel him, his fingers painfully rubbing the sensitive spot at the juncture of my thighs. Instinctively, I close my legs while writhing and fighting, trying to break free from the invisible claws of the man violating me.

My eyes snapped open from an unexpected rapped on my prison door. A rush of rancid air filled my lungs in one go, making me gasp. I should have been thankful for the reprieve. But instead of relief, I trembled, my body coming alive as fear flooded through my veins. My heart thumped hard and fast against my chest. Wide eyes and jaw locked, I readied myself to flee.

Seconds ticked by and the door creaked open, a silver mop of hair of an elderly Asian woman peered through the door, opening it with wariness. I watched as her eyes roamed around the dimly lit room. I could see the horrified look on her face as she stare